so in my life
there is no greater relief
than drifting through time,
weightless in the wake
i made up my mind,
and left my body to be
so i might find the
home that i made
enter my blood, and raise me up
that i may be remade in light
and i will burst apart
i won't slowly fade into something else
no i won't slowly fade into something else
i thought that i could change,
i was clearly wrong
this world that i create is where i belong
"oh, you drift through night.
i watched you crumble and be reborn.
oh, you're endless light, a burning arrow.
so hurry home."